Strongest Guard

C962 The Sin Under the Moon



C962 The Sin Under the Moon

Midnight arrived as promised.    

    

It was like the moon in one of Lee Nanfang's eyes, hiding in the clouds and not able to see the charming woman below, struggling like a corpse.    

    

Every time she felt the invisible red ants, she would immediately take out a rubber ball and put it in her mouth when the clock struck midnight, and the next moment, she would come out from the deepest part of her heart.    

    

This way, she could avoid accidentally biting her tongue off when she couldn't bear the pain.    

    

Every night, no one dared to come to the rooftop.    

    

Therefore, other than the moon and stars, no one else could see the usually sexy Hua Yeshen doing a terrifying feint on the ground.    

    

Cold sweat poured out of her 108,000 pores.    

    

She was gradually losing consciousness, and her perception of pain was not affected by it at all.    

    

Who once said that when pain becomes a daily necessity, it becomes a form of enjoyment?    

    

If Hua Yeshen knew who said it was, she would definitely find him and strangle him to death!    

    

Her body lay flat on the platform at the foot of the table. As she let out an extremely painful nasal sound and bounced up and down, the table moved to the left from her touch. The phone on the edge of the table fell down.    

    

It landed right next to her left hand.    

    

However, Hua Yeshen didn't know.    

    

She was currently 'enjoying' the unbearable pain with all her heart. Her hands were also trembling violently.    

    

His left hand's pinky moved across the phone's screen and switched on the camera. Coincidentally, he also turned on the video function.    

    

Bang, bang bang!    

    

Her delicate back crashed heavily onto the platform one after another.    

    

Her clothes had long since been drenched in cold sweat. Every time her back landed, there would be a soft 'pu pu' sound, as if her clothes were being mended.    

    

"Ah!    

    

When billions of pink ants gathered on her Dantian in her Qi Sea, Hua Yeshen, who could not scream while biting and crawling to her lower limbs, actually spat out the rubber ball in her mouth and screamed out something in pain.    

    

She didn't know what she was screaming about.    

    

She didn't even know that she had spat out the rubber ball.    

    

She let out a long breath when the last ant crawled out from the tip of her right foot.    

    

Finally, he closed his eyes blissfully.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly opened her eyes and sat up.    

    

The clothes on her body had long since been torn to shreds by the unbearable pain.    

    

Her entire person was carved out of white jade.    

    

Of course she wasn't carved out of white jade.    

    

Her body shone with a "divine" glimmer under the moonlight. This was all because of the cold sweat that broke out from her pain, and the salt that had been left behind when she evaporated.    

    

"So beautiful. If I were a man, I would rather kill all the men in the world for this. "    

    

Her slightly numb hands slid down her long neck.    

    

Every time the pain passed, Lili felt more energetic.    

    

To what extent?    

    

She needed to replenish her body that was like it had been bitten and emptied by billions of ants, using the Eastern Ocean porno film as a star — well, to put it bluntly, it was to comfort herself.    

    

This kind of action was just a normal biological need for humans.    

    

After all, when people need the opposite sex to deal with their physical needs, the opposite sex doesn't always have to be around them.    

    

In that case, using this method to solve his physiological needs was inevitable.    

    

Of course, Hua Yeshen didn't need to do it herself. She could have sent people to visit the handsome dude outside to enjoy it.    

    

The more the better.    

    

Because every time she had a relationship with a different man, the toxicity from the beauty would lessen by a tiny bit.    

    

This was King Xuanyuan's terror.    

    

He could turn Hua Yeshen into a shameless bad woman before she rapidly withered away.    

    

Hua Yeshen couldn't control the pain she felt every time she had an attack, but she could control herself not to get any worse.    

    

As a result, the mercury-like moonlight shining on the platform gave off a strange shadow.    

    

The wind came.    

    

The wind blew.    

    

Hua Yeshen's consciousness had once again sunk into a blur, just like the Ten Thousand Ants Bite just now.    

    

At the same time, the pain he felt when his consciousness had been blurred had turned into an indescribable feeling.    

    

She finally collapsed again, lying on the ground.    

    

Just like the pain he had just suffered, he closed his eyes and remained still for a long time.    

    

Every time the pain passed, the refreshing feeling would become proportional.    

    

The higher the pain index, the higher the degree.    

    

The sound of weeping echoed throughout the empty platform.    

    

With a great sense of guilt.    

    

Many pure thinking teenagers, didn't they all reward themselves with the five girls, giving them a strong sense of guilt?    

    

Don't think that they are the only ones who can have such purity. Women will have it too.    

    

Men, women were all people.    

    

Many modern physiologists have written that physiological needs are the greatest and most needed needs of human beings.    

    

Therefore, there was no need for these boasting teenagers to feel so guilty.    

    

However, you must pay attention to your physical health. After all, you are not the highly toxic Hua Yeshen who is unable to control herself.    

    

When her tears finally dried up, Hua Yeshen picked up her cell phone.    

    

She wanted to see what time it was.    

    

This time, how much time had been used for him to be in pain and feel good?    

    

She saw herself.    

    

It was like a mirror.    

    

This was a video feature of his phone, and it was running.    

    

Staring at the screen, Hua Yeshen bit her lips and ended the video recording with trembling fingers.    

    

The memory of modern phones is getting bigger and bigger, like the one Hua Yeshen uses, which can store video data for more than two hours.    

    

Thus, she saw what she did and what she shouted when her consciousness went blurry twice.    

    

Hua Yeshen's vision had not been affected by the bizarre scene of him lying flat on the ground like a corpse.    

    

However, she was stupefied by the voice that she shouted amidst the intense pain.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, come and save me!"    

    

Eight words.    

    

Hua Yeshen had been crying out these words in pain for half an hour.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, come and save me!"    

    

Eight words.    

    

Hua Yeshen could not control her physical needs and could not help but scream out these words over and over.    

    

When she was in pain, she was screaming for Lee Nanfang to come and save her.    

    

When she enjoyed herself, she had said the same words!    

    

Why did this happen?    

    

Hua Yeshen didn't know.    

    

But she quickly woke up. In the past half year, she would call out Lee Nanfang's name twice a night.    

    

Only then did she know that Scumbag Lee, who took her away for the first time, yet buried overseas, had already merged into her life.    

    

His position was even higher than Hua Nu!    

    

"But so what? You're dead. You are dead. Ha, ha, ha. Lee Nanfang, you're already dead! You'll never see me in pain again, screaming your name when I'm shameless. Why do you want to die? "Why? Die!"    

    

Hua Yeshen, who had been mumbling and laughing wildly at first, suddenly slammed her phone onto the ground.    

    

Then, he grabbed the red wine bottle on the table and slammed it onto the screen screen screen.    

    

With a bang, the wine bottle exploded.    

    

However, she did not care about it. She just crazily smashed it one time at a time.    

    

Her tears that she hated the most flew out once again as she screamed hoarsely, "You dead ghost! Dead ghost! No, don't pester me again! "No!"    

    

The moon couldn't bear to watch any longer, so it went back into the clouds.    

    

Hua Yeshen did not know that she was not the only one who did not want Devil Lee to pester her.    

    

Similarly, the woman who didn't want Devil Lee to pester her also didn't want anyone to know that he was the absolute protagonist in every dream.    

    

It was Yang Tiantian's habit to wake up when she saw something ugly.    

    

She didn't want to wake up at this hour.    

    

Just like how she didn't want to dream about Lee Nanfang — maybe, that wasn't Lee Nanfang.    

    

It was an unfamiliar man who looked very much like Lee Nanfang.    

    

When a woman dreams about a man, shouldn't that person be her man?    

    

In the past two decades, whenever Yang Tiantian dreamed of a man, she would dream of a husband who had died young.    

    

It was the same eight hundred years after his arrival.    

    

Meeting her loving husband in her dreams had become her greatest pleasure.    

    

It was also her mental support.    

    

But why, ever since she was sent into Monarch Valley, when she continued dreaming, was the male owner not her husband anymore?    

    

Ever since that day, Yang Tiantian had this dream every night.    

    

But the husband never appeared.    

    

It was as if a man who resembled Lee Nanfang had driven him out of her dream.    

    

A man who looked like Lee Nanfang in his dreams could make her feel a terrifying heat on her cheeks every time she woke up.    

    

It was as if he had done something extremely guilty and did not dare to move an inch. He closed his eyes and chanted the Heart Cleansing Curse silently.    

    

"That's not Lee Nanfang."    

    

"No matter how bad my nature is, I still won't have anything to do with him, even if it's in my dreams."    

    

"That's just a man very similar to Lee Nanfang."    

    

"Yes!" That's not Lee Nanfang! "    

    

All of a sudden, Yang Tiantian, who was silently talking to herself, stood up from the bed.    

    

The moonlight shone through the window frame and shone on her face. It was deathly pale!    

    

She had seen Lee Nanfang's ass before.    

    

Yang Tiantian had probably counted all the hairs on that scumbag's body.    

    

However, she never noticed that Lee Nanfang had a black birthmark that looked like a child's palm under his left rib cage.    

    

The black birthmark was in the shape of a dragon, as if it was embedded under the ribs of a famous craftsman.    

    

Dragon birthmark, in her dreams.    

    

"Who's the one with the black dragon on his body?"    

    

After confirming that it wasn't Lee Nanfang, Yang Tiantian felt an indescribable relief and fear.    

    


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